Back in the 60's, Julie Andrews regaled us with her favorite things, but everyone is different and personal tastes change with the passing of time. When we make lists of this kind, what do our choices say about us? I would imagine that each person's list would give the reader a window into the author's heart and soul. If this is true, I wonder what my own list would say about me. Here's what I've conjured up from the recesses of my (sometimes) warped mind in no particular order:
Soft, steady rain that lasts all day when I have nothing pressing to do and can remain home to sit in silence as I listen to the rain pitter-patter on the roof.
The unbroken layer of snow that sparkles under a winter sun on a crisp, clear winter day in the country.
My son sleeping in my arms.
Chocolate.
Nighttime thunderstorms.
The smell of :
fresh bread from the oven on a cold day.
fresh-brewed coffee in the morning.
cookies baking in the oven.
wood logs burning in the fireplace.
freshly mown grass on a summer day.
roses.
sandalwood.
honeysuckle.
lilacs.
cedar.
pines in the forest.
the ocean.
clean clothes that have dried on a clothesline under the summer sun.
Eating berries fresh off the bushes and vines on a warm day.
Windy and chilly autumn days.
Christmas and Christmas music (especially "O Holy Night").
Snuggling under a thick layer of blankets on a cold, winter night.
The sound of the wind as it blows through the trees, making the leaves rustle.
The sight of storm clouds heading in my direction, signaling a coming storm for me to savor.
Freshly-washed quilts and towels that have just been taken out of the dryer.
The sounds of harp, flute, violin, and tin whistle.
The sight and smell of books in a bookstore or library.
Double rainbows.
Rollercoasters.
Cashews.
The sight of an eagle soaring in the sky.
The sounds of songbirds in the wee morning hours.
Marching band.
Plays.
Sunrise and sunset.
Old family photographs.
The sounds of children's laughter.
Babies.
My family and friends - no matter how frustrating they can be.
I'm sure I could make this list go on for a mile, but I'll stop here. What are your favorite things? What do you appreciate in your life?
Soft, steady rain that lasts all day when I have nothing pressing to do and can remain home to sit in silence as I listen to the rain pitter-patter on the roof.
The unbroken layer of snow that sparkles under a winter sun on a crisp, clear winter day in the country.
My son sleeping in my arms.
Chocolate.
Nighttime thunderstorms.
The smell of :
fresh bread from the oven on a cold day.
fresh-brewed coffee in the morning.
cookies baking in the oven.
wood logs burning in the fireplace.
freshly mown grass on a summer day.
roses.
sandalwood.
honeysuckle.
lilacs.
cedar.
pines in the forest.
the ocean.
clean clothes that have dried on a clothesline under the summer sun.
Eating berries fresh off the bushes and vines on a warm day.
Windy and chilly autumn days.
Christmas and Christmas music (especially "O Holy Night").
Snuggling under a thick layer of blankets on a cold, winter night.
The sound of the wind as it blows through the trees, making the leaves rustle.
The sight of storm clouds heading in my direction, signaling a coming storm for me to savor.
Freshly-washed quilts and towels that have just been taken out of the dryer.
The sounds of harp, flute, violin, and tin whistle.
The sight and smell of books in a bookstore or library.
Double rainbows.
Rollercoasters.
Cashews.
The sight of an eagle soaring in the sky.
The sounds of songbirds in the wee morning hours.
Marching band.
Plays.
Sunrise and sunset.
Old family photographs.
The sounds of children's laughter.
Babies.
My family and friends - no matter how frustrating they can be.
I'm sure I could make this list go on for a mile, but I'll stop here. What are your favorite things? What do you appreciate in your life?
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